If you had met me five years ago, you would have crossed the street rather than walk past me.

I was one of those young men from Kayole that everyone feared. We roamed the streets in a gang, snatching phones, harassing shopkeepers, even terrorizing matatu passengers.

We thought we were smart, brave, untouchable.
In truth, we were lost boys trying to look tough.

I grew up in a broken home. My father left early, my mother struggled to feed us. I dropped out of school in Form 2 and fell in with the wrong crowd. The streets of Kayole offered me a kind of family, a dangerous one continue reading more…https://drbokko.com/2025/10/04/i-am-a-changed-man-from-a-kayole-thug-to-a-new-life/